I KNOW NOT

By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Death! I know not what room you are abiding in,

But I will go my way,

Rejoicing day by day,

Nor will I flee or stay

For fear I tread the path you may be hiding in.

Death! I know not, if my small barque be nearing you;

But if you are at sea,

Still there my sails float free;

‘ What is to be will be.’

Nor will I mar the happy voyage by fearing you.

Death! I know not, what hour or spot you wait for me;

My days untroubled flow,

Just trusting on, I go,

For oh, I know, I know,

Death is but Life that holds some glad new fate for me.